CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 126 A Furious Struggle

Chapter 126 A Furious Struggle

Lilian was slightly startled. His cold tone made her feel strangely suffocated.

Francis said, "Do you want to divorce me? You're performing again. Lilian, why didn't I realize your acting skills were so good before?"

She tightened her fingers and looked at him at a loss.

What he said was right. The thoughts of divorce had indeed crossed her mind frequently. When she was alone, she thought that he favored Julian Quinn. It was the same when it was in the evening.

The thoughts at this time would be more extreme, just as someone made the decisions before going to bed. They would more or less regret the next day.

When she consulted Mr. Vaughn, she thought of asking about divorce, but the next day she just wanted to ask about Fabiana Klaud.

She couldn't explain her complicated and contradictory feelings to him.

In a sense, Francis's words were correct.

Francis firmly kept his eyes on her, "Don't you want to explain?"

Lilian clenched her clothes and fell into silence.

He stared at Lilian for a moment, and then he leaned back. He became calm again, "Lilian, I have told you that it's futile for you to ask someone for help. Don't be too naive."

Lilian looked at him in surprise. She had less and less understanding about why he loved Julian Quinn so much but refused to marry her.

He disliked her, treated her coldly, and thought she wasn't sortable, but he refused to divorce her.

Was it because of his oath to Grandpa Thomas?

Was he really that true to his word?

Francis tilted his head slightly and said, "Come here."

Lilian pursed her lips. She stood up and walked to Francis.

He pulled her gently, and Lilian was unsteady on her feet and fell onto his lap.

Francis held her waist, came close to her, and whispered in her ear, "Tell me who is trying to trick you into getting a divorce?"

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His eyes were deep and dark, and any information could never be delivered from his eyes.

Lilian looked at him intently, but the next second, he raised his voice suddenly, "Say! Who is it on earth?"

Lilian was frightened by his voice, causing her to shiver. She wanted to stand up and retreat in fear but her wrist was grabbed by the man.

"Lilian, have I been too indulgent to you? Why do you turn a deaf ear to my words again and again? Huh?"

He grabbed Lilian so hard that her eyes turned red because of her pain. She struggled to break free from his grasp, but he got her in a death grip.

"Why don't you speak? Why?"

The previous calmness and composure on his face gradually changed along with his words, and he revealed a hint of a ferocious look.

Lilian was extremely afraid of his present look as if he had transformed into someone else, a madman.

She backed away desperately, trying to escape from him.

He grabbed her wrist, pulled her back, and threw her hard on the sofa.

Lilian was dizzy, and that dizziness just swept over her again. She closed her eyes in pain, feeling the whole world spinning.

Francis pinched her chin and said in a deep voice, "Look at me."

Lilian struggled to open her eyes and looked at him with red eyes.

He stared at her eyes, took a deep breath, and then said calmly, "Don't force me to do something I don't want to do, okay?"